Of course, the little Taoist understood the purpose of Qin Xian's apprenticeship, and the little Taoist also hated the move of the Corpse Suppression Sect.

He was taught by the old Taoist priest since he was a child that the immortal cultivators have the ability to open up mountains and seas, and should benefit the people, avoid disasters, and prevent disasters.

This move of the Corpse Suppression Sect is contrary to the purpose of cultivating immortals, not to mention that the little Taoist priest grits his teeth and hates this Corpse Suppression Sect, even the Immortal Cultivation Realm cannot tolerate his Corpse Suppression Sect to be so careless.

It's just that the little Taoist priest has never been bowed down by others, and at this moment, he was bowed down by a person who was older than himself, but he was a little flustered, and hurriedly helped Qin Xian up, and said:

"Xiaodao is not qualified to accept apprentices, I think so, you first return to the Dao Immortal Temple with me, and then I will beg the master, as for whether he accepts the old man or not, it depends on your creation!"

"Thank you, Immortal Master!" Qin Xian said and knelt down again.

The little Taoist priest hurriedly stopped and said, "Don't kneel at every turn, in addition, my legal name has been changed to a dust mirror, and you don't call the immortal master an immortal master, it's awkward!" ”

Qin Xian forcibly suppressed the hatred and sadness in his heart, and said solemnly: "Xiaosheng Qin Xian, thank you for the grace of the Dust Mirror Dao this time!" If you have the opportunity in the future, you will definitely report it! ”

Dust Jing waved his hand, looked at the corpses of Qin Xian's parents in the courtyard, and said in a soft tone: "After Ling Zun and Ling Tang's funeral affairs are taken care of, let's go back to Dao Immortal Temple!" ”

Qin Xian naturally had no objections.

With the help of the Dust Mirror, an immortal cultivator, 896 tombstones, including those belonging to Qin Xian's parents, were erected on their respective graves, and the bodies of the deceased were also detoxified by the Dust Mirror, so as to prevent the corpses from becoming degenerate.

However, what made Qin Xian a little puzzled was that among the nearly nine hundred corpses, there were not the few who were born on the same day, the same month, and the same year as himself.

Qin Xian and Dust Mirror only piled up tombs and erected monuments for the dead residents of Suiyuan Town, but as for other towns in Lianhua County, they didn't have many hands, because at this moment, Lianhua County was not only an immortal cultivator in Dust Mirror, and it was obviously the evil done by the Zhen Corpse Sect that alarmed a lot of immortal cultivators.

Seeing that this was over, Dust Mirror took Qin Xianyu Changhong and left this lifeless town.

In the sky, Qin Xian overlooked the small town of Suiyuan, which had lost its former vitality, forcibly suppressed the dizziness brought by the high altitude, and secretly swore in his heart:

"Corpse Suppression Sect! The poor and the blue fall into the Yellow Spring, I, Qin Xian, will definitely let your sect destroy people and die, and the blood will flow like a river! ”

……

Above the sea of clouds, a mouthful of coffins of different shapes flew through the sky, and because the speed was too fast, the whizzing sound was endless.

"Speed up, we must leave the territory of Nanmengzhou before dark, and there will be an elder in the sect to meet us at that time!"

The one who spoke was a long-faced old man flying at the front of the line, who was standing on the back of a blue-black winged beast at the moment, and there were several young men and girls who had already fainted beside him.

The teenagers were pale, in their twenties, and although they had fainted, their slightly immature faces revealed a deep sense of fear.

The long-faced old man dragged the teenagers beside him with his mana to prevent them from falling into the clouds, and then glanced anxiously at the coffin team behind him.

There were two people riding on each coffin, and most of the former were weak-crowned young men and peach and plum girls who were the same as the long-faced old man, with their eyes closed tightly and their faces pale.

The latter all wore oddly shaped masks, and their hands were wrapped around the boys and girls in front of them, apparently to prevent the former from falling.

"Yes! Elder Song Qing! The masked men riding behind the coffin agreed in unison, and the speed of the whole team increased dramatically.

This group of people is the disciple of the Zhen Corpse Sect who slaughtered the mortals of the entire Lotus County.

The coffins that these corpse suppression sect disciples rode were their natal magic weapons, and what was lying in the coffin was their natal corpse puppet.

Song Qinggui is the elder of the Corpse Suppression Sect, and the natal corpse puppet is different from ordinary disciples, and the winged beast under his feet is the Natal Corpse Puppet of the Several Beasts that Song Qing has practiced for more than a hundred years, and the eagle winged horse body is extremely powerful.

Standing on the back of the Shusi beast, Song Qing looked at the pale young men, and thought in his heart:

"Those old immortals in the sect don't know what kind of wind they have smoked, what are they doing to kidnap these dolls who don't have the slightest trace of cultivation?

He even had to draw the essence blood of his clansmen, but in this way, it was inevitable that he would not create evil, so he would simply kill them all, they were all mortals, and it didn't matter if he killed them!

It's just that those hypocrites who claim to be famous and decent know that some accidents will inevitably occur, so let's hurry back to the sect! ”

Thinking so, Song Qing's gaze involuntarily turned to the northwest direction of Nanmengzhou.

Following Song Qing's gaze through the clouds, there is a distance of 10,000 miles, and there is a steep mountain peak surrounded by clouds and mist, with white heads and silver covers.

On the top of the mountain peak, stand a quaint Taoist temple, the lintel of the Taoist temple atmosphere is coiled with two golden dragon reliefs, and a huge plaque with three golden characters of "Taoist Immortal Temple" is hung between the double dragons, as if it is guarded by the golden dragon arch.

The view is for a golden statue of the god monarch with a majestic shape and a handsome appearance.

Everyone in this heaven and earth knows that God exists, is supreme and unique, above the immortals who cultivate immortals, and also above heaven and earth.

All the temples in this world, all the Taoist temples worship only the only true god of this golden statue god, and the name of this god is only one word, that is-"god"!

In the temple, the old Taoist priest sat on the futon in front of the statue, turned his back to the dust mirror and listened to his report to Lianhua County, and then sighed meaningfully:

"Corpse Suppression Sect!? Hehe, after 20 years of patience, I finally can't sit still! ”

"Twenty years?"

Dust Jing scratched his head, a little unclear, he didn't know what the old Taoist priest was talking about, but before he could ask, Qin Xian beside him knelt heavily on the ground and said:

"The old immortal master is above, Xiaosheng Qin Xian, I implore the old immortal master to accept Xiaosheng as an apprentice and teach Xiaosheng the method of cultivating immortals!"

After speaking, Qin Xian knocked his head down, and blood immediately flowed out of his forehead.

Seeing this, the dust mirror also knelt down and begged the old Taoist priest to say:

"Master! Qin Xian is in this big disaster, it's really pitiful, you just accept him, the disciples on the way back also saw it, Qin Xian's bones are the best choice! ”

The old Taoist priest glanced at Qin Xian casually, stroked his beard and said:

"The root bones are indeed good, but my Dao Immortal Sect is a lineage, and it has been passed down from generation to generation, and since I have already accepted disciples, I naturally will not accept anyone else!"

Hearing this, Qin Xian seemed to have been sucked dry of the essence of his whole body, and knelt on the ground with a pale face, disappointed and helpless haunting his heart.

Immediately, streams of light poured out of Qin Xian's body and burrowed into the impermanent seal of the dust mirror's eyebrows.

Seeing this scene, the dust mirror stood up, shook the old Taoist's arm, and said coquettishly:

"Master, you just have to think of a way to help Qin Xian, I beg you, okay......"

For this spicy-eyed scene, although Qin Xian felt a little numb, he still looked at the old Taoist priest with hope.

"That's it! That's it! ”

The old Taoist priest stood up a little helplessly, and said:

"In two months, it will be the Tianji Valley, your master's nephew Ethereal Lingzi's thousand-year-old birthday, you will take a trip on behalf of the teacher, and it is time for you to go down the mountain to practice, calculate the time, our Tianji One Pulse and their Earth Machine One Pulse have not moved for many years!"

"Wait! Master, you're not wrong, are you, a thousand years old? Nephew? Dust Mirror looked stunned.

The old Taoist priest replied: "My Dao Immortal Sect, only in terms of seniority, regardless of age, regardless of cultivation, you don't have to be polite when you arrive at Tianji Valley, except for those few unborn Taishang Elders, the entire Tianji Valley is your disciple and grandson!" ”

Dust Mirror was stunned, but there was still some excitement in his eyes.

The old Taoist priest said again: "At that time, you will also take this little guy to Tianji Valley, and let them find someone to collect it!" ”

Hearing this, Qin Xian and the dust mirror were overjoyed.

"Very few people know that my Dao Immortal Sect has the theory of heaven and earth, although the Tianji Valley is called Tianji, it is actually the earth's machine lineage, which is considered the outer disciple of my sect, as for the Tianji lineage, it is you and I master and apprentice, because of the restrictions of the Heavenly Dao, my Tianji lineage can only be passed on from generation to generation!"

As he spoke, the old Taoist priest took out a palm-length sword-shaped token, handed it to the little Taoist priest, and explained:

"This is the Dao Immortal Order, the symbol of my heavenly machine, the Ethereal Spirit Son will recognize it when he sees it, in addition, the Dao Immortal Order is also one of the few supreme magic weapons in this world, as a teacher, I will officially pass it on to you today, you don't fall into its name!"

As soon as he heard the four words of the Supreme Magic Weapon, the eyes of the dust mirror immediately burst into a bright light.

In the early years, I heard from the master that the weapons used by immortal cultivators are roughly divided into three types: magic weapons, magic weapons and dao weapons.

The so-called magic weapon is the weapon used by ordinary low-level immortal cultivators, regardless of quality, collectively known as magic weapons, in addition, those immortal items with special purposes are also called magic weapons, such as jade slips with various functions, boats used to fly, small flags to adjust feng shui, compasses to track breath, etc., are called magic weapons.

As the mainstream weapon used by immortal cultivators, the magic weapon is divided into relatively detailed levels, including low-level magic weapons, intermediate magic weapons, high-level magic weapons, and supreme magic weapons.

In addition, the consumable weapon rune treasure made at the cost of losing the spirituality of the magic weapon can barely be regarded as a type of magic weapon.

Although the rune treasure is not in the level of the magic weapon, for low-level immortal cultivators, owning a rune treasure is equivalent to having the qualification to fight at the next level, because it has no threshold if it is not used.

As for the Dao weapon, it is a legendary existence, and it is so powerful that it is unimaginable for ordinary immortal cultivators.

In this era when the Dao weapon is not born, the supreme magic weapon is the highest level weapon in the immortal cultivation world, and the dust mirror is overjoyed to obtain this treasure, he holds the Dao Immortal Order in his hand and plays with it with love.

Seeing this scene, the old Taoist priest touched the head of the dust mirror dotingly, looked at Qin Xian who was kneeling on the ground, and said:

"In this way, this little guy is also a member of my Dao Immortal Sect, these days, you will teach him some basic immortal cultivation methods and common sense of cultivation!"

Seeing that the dust mirror nodded, the old Taoist priest said to Qin Xian again:

"Revenge and hatred, of course, is a natural and righteous thing for the Son of Man, but you must not be blinded by hatred, if you fall into the devil's way, then the gain will outweigh the loss, don't kneel, get up!"

"Yes, the disciple has been taught, and I have thanked the ancestor for his great kindness, and the disciple is unforgettable!" Qin Xian kowtowed heavily again, and then got up.

"Ancestor? Haha, you are not wrong, the poor Dao Law is called Fu Hengzi, and he is called Fu Heng Ancestor! ”

(End of chapter)